Lost Ampelos

Sun, 10/06/2019 - 10:08 -- aysid02

My dear Ampelos,
To him we say adios.

Lost in the tragic days of yesteryear—
A proud boy with no fear.

He hitched a ride on a wild bull,
Set the tides of faith on the pull.

The Moon Goddess he set out to mock,
But her power soon sent him quite a shock.

He was such a handsome satyr.
How was he smashed so quickly into a crater?

We all feel the loss of Great Dionysus's youthful paramour.
Nothing else has ever made the god quite as sore.

Though filled with sorrow, he turned his love into a vine.
Ampelos's last gift to the world is his wine.

Their sweet passion is still reflected in the world today.
Remember them and all boys in love as you sip your chardonnay.

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